Chapter 974: Ten years have passed [Additional update 83 for the Feng Family Alliance]
Except for the two hours of rest time every day, Mo Ganyun and Dong Yunyu were beaten the rest of the time!
Hide in your room and sleep for two hours. When you wake up, you will find that there are mountains of feces around the house! All kinds of feces have completely buried the house.
But they are not allowed to move!
The two of them just worked hard, endured, and improved their cultivation...
Finally, Mo Ganyun remembered it one day.
"Brother Dong...I finally know what you meant by what you said at the beginning..."
Dong Yunyu himself had forgotten it a long time ago, and spit out feces and said: "What are you talking about?"
"In a place like this, cultivation progresses faster!"
Mo Gan Yunsheng said helplessly: "...It turns out it's true, this is so fast!..."
Dong Yunyu said feebly: "What, your brother Dong is awesome, right?"
“Awesome!”
Mo Ganyun said from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Dong, if you go out this time, I will beat anyone who dares to say that you are not awesome! You are simply blind, and you eat shit every day without changing your expression. How can you not be awesome? ”
Speaking of the word 'shit', Dong Yunyu's sadness was completely evoked. He let out a long sigh and complained to the extreme: "Brother, please go out in the future and don't mention this word to me in this life. Really, I feel, I It’s more awesome than snow ever”
"That is."
Mo Ganyun said: "Xue Wanshi pulled it by himself, but your Dong brother ate the feces of all the monsters in the entire three directions! This is different!"
Dong Yunyu rushed forward fiercely and started fighting: "I'm not afraid to tell you! I have eaten it in the Yin and Yang Realm! What is this! What is it!"
Mo Ganyun remained motionless as he was being beaten, and did not fight back. He closed his eyes and said, "In front of a man who is proud to eat shit, I, Mo Ganyun, deserve to be beaten..."
There was a rumbling sound outside, and the two of them looked at the mountain of shit pouring out of the window, both of them indifferent, with blank expressions on their faces.
Until a while later, a three-legged unicorn burst open the door.
His eyes were burning, his mouth was moving outward, and his meaning was very clear.
"It's time, come out and get beaten!"
The two of them stood up as if they were dead: "Damn it... are we the only ones to be beaten? Are you going to feel better? Grandma, come on!"
Boom boom boom...
Naturally, everyone else's experiences have their own circumstances, and everyone's cultivation is improving by leaps and bounds.
Of course, it is not as colorful and flavorful as Dongyun Jade and Mo Ganyun.
It can't compare to the beauty of the leader above.
Even the vast majority of people have a somewhat lackluster life.
For example, when Xue Changqing, Zefengdi, and Yuyang form a team, the three bachelors think about Feng Yun together every day. The life is as boring as it is.
If it weren't for the red fox that everyone could tease and tease from time to time, life would be almost without any fun.
So Red Fox has now become the first treasure of three grown men.
As for the others... who didn't even have a red fox, their days were simply unspeakable.
Those who usually like to be quiet and have a calm and calm personality are better off, but those who are impatient and irritable are almost sick.
All kinds of weird pastimes have been created.
Counting ants, embroidering leaves, drinking water like crazy and peeing on the big tree to create a painting...
There are also those who strip naked and run wildly naked within their own field.
There are also those who carry large trees weighing tens of thousands of kilograms as fishing rods and fish with a silk thread. Those who dig up mice all over the mountains and fields like crazy, those who run all over the mountains and forests to hunt birds...
The most common game involves three people gambling and losing their hair.
Especially those who have a strong gambling habit. These people usually form a team with similar personalities, and they are all gamblers. Some people have even lost everything from head to toe, including nose hair, front and back of the lower body, etc...
It doesn’t matter if you lose all your money.
Forced by the other two people: "Luck! Grow it quickly and start the round again!"
I have to say that advanced warriors do everything cheaply.
On the other hand, the other two members of Xue Yi Hong's team definitely didn't expect that the eldest son of the Xue family was so good at playing, and they thought he was so indifferent with his usually cold demeanor.
As a result, in such a claustrophobic environment, there are really all kinds of ways to kill loneliness!
"You don't understand!"
Xue Yihong's face was full of vicissitudes of life: "In a place like the secret realm of the Northern War Zone, if you can't create something for fun, you don't have to be killed by people from the solipsistic religion, you will be suffocated to death. That place is much narrower than the place we have now. It’s so small! It’s just a hole!”
"I'm pretty good. Some seniors have been guarding their luck for thousands of years..."
Xue Yihong sighed deeply.
The other two were in awe.
Time flies. Since the first appearance of the God's Tomb, it seems that the whole world has become quiet, and everyone can only hear and feel the movement in the area where they are.
Don't know anything else.
There are also many bold ones who keep moving in one direction, wanting to get out of the margins and enter other people's territory, even if there is a fight.
But... I couldn't get out even if I kept walking!
Boundless!
In the blink of an eye, another nine and a half years have passed.
It’s still that small valley, it’s still those pools, it’s still Leader Fang’s home. But things have changed.
Even every stone has become regular and neat, the flower beds and fields are lined with ridges; even the grass on the meadow has been neatly arranged, and even grown into various shapes.
The pavilion by the lake in the middle is already surrounded by flowers.
It's so clean, there aren't even any insects.
Exquisite gravel paths have been built from the entrance of Fangche Cave to the entrance of Yanbeihan Cave and Biyunyan Cave.
There are all these paths built in the middle, by the lake, up the mountain, and in the pavilion.
Completely, it is a paradise.
early morning.
In Yan Beihan's room, Fang Che poked his head out of the snow-white quilt, one hand still busy with something under the quilt.
Yan Beihan leaned in his arms, holding him softly.
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From time to time he moved his hand aside.
"Master Yan, I would like to ask you something."
Leader Fang asked seriously: "May I ask if my little witch can catch up with the progress of her cultivation outside with two more small steps?"
Yan Beihan pulled the robe tightly around his chest with force and said with a blushing face: "Yes, but when the time comes, I have no say in how your little witch will be. After all, Mr. Fang, your cultivation level can't beat others."
"Then, Mr. Yan, you have to say something to your subordinates when the time comes."
Leader Fang frowned and said: "My little witch has not come to serve me for a long time. Is that not the case? Master Yan, you have to help your subordinates to uphold justice."
Yan Beihan took a few breaths and said, "Speak for you...why?"
Fang Che got in with both hands and said: "Just because this subordinate is loyal to Master Yan; this subordinate has been played with all over his body, can Master Yan actually have the heart to refuse this humble request?"
Yan Beihan's face turned redder, and he tried his best to endure it, and said: "I can help you speak...but, what good do I do?"
Fang Che covered Master Yan's lips with two lips and said softly: "In order to repay Master Yan, my subordinates will serve Master Yan more carefully and thoughtfully. How about that?"
How not how not to know.
Because Mr. Yan is speechless now.
After a long time, Mr. Yan's starry eyes were drunk, covered with a layer of mist, and he begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I will talk to the little witch when the time comes. I will definitely fulfill Commander Fang's wish. Mr. Fang, please How about..."
Mr. Fang was sanctimonious, serving Mr. Yan with his palms under the quilt, and said displeasedly: "But the little witch has stretched me for so many years, and just got rid of me with just one sentence? As a boss, Mr. Yan, isn't this fair?" Should I preside over my subordinates?”
Yan Beihan started to tremble and said, "Then what do you think... of the bento?"
"Since the little witch has obeyed, she is a member of our Fang family. Master Yan, do you think this is true?" Fang Che asked.
"...Yes." Yan Beihan bit his lips, nodded with a red face, and his black hair fell gently on his snow-white chest.
Fang Che pushed his hair aside, took a sip, and said, "Since you are from my family, then I am the head of the Fang family. Of course, I can play whatever I want."
Yan Beihan groaned, raised his head, and said with difficulty: "But... I'm afraid the little witch... won't agree to some excessive demands."
"Then it is even more necessary for Master Yan to do more work." Fang Che continued to serve him attentively: "Master Yan, seeing that my subordinates are serving you so wholeheartedly, please agree to help me."
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Master Yan said intermittently: "I can only...try my best..."
After saying that, he stopped talking and his whole person turned into a puddle of fragrant mud.
"Thank you, sir."
Leader Fang said: "In order to express my gratitude, I will give you a full body massage..."
"No, no, no..."
Yan Beihan lay on the bed and shook his head violently: "You should... do your business."
Chief Fang was driven out by force.
Fang Che had no choice but to leave: "Sir, have a good rest. I'll go catch a fish for you. How about I cook you fish soup in the evening?"
Yan Beihan was completely buried in the quilt, he just stretched out a small white hand and waved it.
Fang Che put on his clothes very politely.
Went out.
All the way to the lake.
Master Bi is holding a thin bamboo pole and fishing seriously.
"Mr. Fang got up so early?"
Master Bi said: "Master Yan, have you taken care of me?"
"No way, my subordinates haven't seen Master Yan this morning. When I got up, I saw Master Bi fishing here, so I hurried over to serve Master Yan."
"Only a ghost would believe you!" Lord Bi rolled his eyes.
Mr. Fang put his hand on Mr. Bi's shoulder, kneaded it gently, and said: "Your shoulders have been quite tired these days. You must pay attention to your health. Our only orthodox religion depends entirely on you."
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Master Bi narrowed his eyes, obviously enjoying his subordinate's kindness, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, my only orthodox sect has Feng Yunyan Beihan, and the Night Demon Cult Leader, they are all backbone talents, so I won't bother to take care of the guardians." The chief is worried.”
"But I am a little worried. Mr. Bi's waist is now thin and tired."
(End of chapter)